I’ve previously mentioned that we live fairly close to Nearby City, a town known for its… umm… fragrance. The Family had a birthday party to attend in Nearby City this past weekend, and let us just say that it lived up to its reputation.
As we drove through an industrial area, I commented on how the odor was particularly bad that day. Alice, however, disagreed.
“It smells good to me! It smells like a good, wobbley egg!” **
That’s my girl. Always the optimist.
** Alice calls egg whites “wobbley eggs.” Because they wobble. It makes me giggle. I am giggling right now.